Today sucked
9-12 class, 12-4:30 learned to culture rat neurons
The highlight of today was being traumatized by having to kill a rat pup. I had to cut its head off with scissors and then remove its brain from its still twitching skull. I freaked out and the guy I was working with asked me if maybe I wasn't cut out for this. The good news is that it only takes about 7 rat pup brains to make a good culture and I'll only have to do this twice a week or so for the next month and then once a week for the next year or so... wait, no... that's bad news... bad bad bad... Maybe I'm really not cut out for this. I could still be a linguistics major or something; it's not like my grades in my major classes are any good. I know that I don't really have the image of someone who's bothered by "gross" things, but I'm having trouble killing the rats. Once they're dead, taking the brains out isn't something that bothers me, but killing them is just disturbing. I can take the adult rats for some reason; they're anesthetized, but the rat pups aren't. Maybe I'll get used to it. It's bothering me enough that I'm really thinking hard about whether this is what I want to do with my life. *sigh*
The one good thing is that I like changing my life plans; that means I get to read my favorite book, the course catalog.
The highlight of today was being traumatized by having to kill a rat pup. I had to cut its head off with scissors and then remove its brain from its still twitching skull. I freaked out and the guy I was working with asked me if maybe I wasn't cut out for this. The good news is that it only takes about 7 rat pup brains to make a good culture and I'll only have to do this twice a week or so for the next month and then once a week for the next year or so... wait, no... that's bad news... bad bad bad... Maybe I'm really not cut out for this. I could still be a linguistics major or something; it's not like my grades in my major classes are any good. I know that I don't really have the image of someone who's bothered by "gross" things, but I'm having trouble killing the rats. Once they're dead, taking the brains out isn't something that bothers me, but killing them is just disturbing. I can take the adult rats for some reason; they're anesthetized, but the rat pups aren't. Maybe I'll get used to it. It's bothering me enough that I'm really thinking hard about whether this is what I want to do with my life. *sigh*
The one good thing is that I like changing my life plans; that means I get to read my favorite book, the course catalog.